In which he pretends it was a snow day
My ass is on vacation.
We were initially forecast a bit of snow on Sunday. It didn't come to fruition, but damn did it make for a cold day. I settled in, cooked some brown stew in the crockpot, and sat my ass in front of the teevee to watch a few movies.
I watched:
The Ballad of Buster Scruggs. It was a second viewing. I wanted to put a few weeks space between viewings. My initial reaction was so positive, I'd wondered if I was just riding the high. I wanted to see if it actually held up. And it does, in my opinion. Liam Neeson and Harry Melling's bit is still my favorite segment, though in a perfect world, Chelcie Ross should get some special attention for his steamrolling everybody else in his segment. I don't know that I've ever laughed so hard....
Raiders of the Lost Ark. Mostly for background noise while I prepared my stew fixings. Such a wonderful flick.
Hot Tub Time Machine. I watched this when it first came out, and I didn't care for it. I was a little more forgiving this time, as it does have a few good gags. An admission: I don't care for Rob Corddry. I don't find him funny. Even when he's playing annoying and antagonistic roles. He's got what somebody on a pro wrestling board once called "X-Pac Heat." It's heat where he's dislikeable, but not engaging, and only makes you want to turn the channel
The Third Man. I hadn't watched this one in twenty years. Found it streaming on Netflix. Amazing how a flick can, 70 years after its release, leave you so off balance. I'd forgotten how great.
The Disaster Artist. I got really worn out on James Franco a while back. He just showed up in everything and he took shots at adapting a couple of my favorite novels (As I Lay Dying and Child of God) for the screen, with middling results. I don't find him all that interesting or entertaining. So I'd skipped this one. And, well, I gotta say this was a helluva fun flick, with James and Dave Franco both hitting the nail pretty squarely on the head.
Sicario: Day of the Soldado. I was tentative. I loved Sicario. I'd heard a LOT bad about this one. And, well, there's a good bit of fear mongering in this one. But Del Toro still carries his weight, and then some. I didn't like it, but it was by far the worst thing I've ever seen.....
We were initially forecast a bit of snow on Sunday. It didn't come to fruition, but damn did it make for a cold day. I settled in, cooked some brown stew in the crockpot, and sat my ass in front of the teevee to watch a few movies.
I watched:
The Ballad of Buster Scruggs. It was a second viewing. I wanted to put a few weeks space between viewings. My initial reaction was so positive, I'd wondered if I was just riding the high. I wanted to see if it actually held up. And it does, in my opinion. Liam Neeson and Harry Melling's bit is still my favorite segment, though in a perfect world, Chelcie Ross should get some special attention for his steamrolling everybody else in his segment. I don't know that I've ever laughed so hard....
Raiders of the Lost Ark. Mostly for background noise while I prepared my stew fixings. Such a wonderful flick.
Hot Tub Time Machine. I watched this when it first came out, and I didn't care for it. I was a little more forgiving this time, as it does have a few good gags. An admission: I don't care for Rob Corddry. I don't find him funny. Even when he's playing annoying and antagonistic roles. He's got what somebody on a pro wrestling board once called "X-Pac Heat." It's heat where he's dislikeable, but not engaging, and only makes you want to turn the channel
The Third Man. I hadn't watched this one in twenty years. Found it streaming on Netflix. Amazing how a flick can, 70 years after its release, leave you so off balance. I'd forgotten how great.
The Disaster Artist. I got really worn out on James Franco a while back. He just showed up in everything and he took shots at adapting a couple of my favorite novels (As I Lay Dying and Child of God) for the screen, with middling results. I don't find him all that interesting or entertaining. So I'd skipped this one. And, well, I gotta say this was a helluva fun flick, with James and Dave Franco both hitting the nail pretty squarely on the head.
Sicario: Day of the Soldado. I was tentative. I loved Sicario. I'd heard a LOT bad about this one. And, well, there's a good bit of fear mongering in this one. But Del Toro still carries his weight, and then some. I didn't like it, but it was by far the worst thing I've ever seen.....
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